I read this series in March of 2011, and I was addicted to it for months…O, and Jericho Barrons? Yup…he’s one of my top 3 fantasy boyfriends, along with Gabriel Emerson, and Christian Grey. If you’ve never read the Fever series you really should….
“I love books, by the way, way more than movies. Movies tell you what to think. A good book lets you choose a few thoughts for yourself. Movies show you the pink house. A good book tells you there’s a pink house and lets you paint some of the finishing touches, maybe choose the roof style,park your own car out front. My imagination has always topped anything a movie could come up with. Case in point, those darned Harry Potter movies. That was so not what that part-Veela-chick, Fleur Delacour, looked like.”
“Last night you said you wanted to know what to expect so you could better select your attire. I told you we were going to visit a vampire in a Goth-den tonight. Why, then, Ms. Lane, do you look like a perky rainbow?”
“Barrons laughed again. “And there, my dear Fio, you make one of Womankind’s greatest mistakes: Falling in love with a man’s potential. We so rarely share the same view of it, and even more rarely care to achieve it. Stop pining for the man you think I could be — and take a good, long, hard look at the one I am.”
“Sometimes, Ms. Lane,” he said, “one must break with one’s past to embrace one’s future. It is never an easy thing to do. It is one of the distinguishing characteristics between survivors and victims. Letting go of what was, to survive what is.”
“He didn’t just occupy space; he saturated it. The room had been full of books before, now it was full of him.”
“If he was winter, I was summer. If I was sunshine, he was night. A dark and stormy one.”
“Barrons had just given me the most carnal, sexually charged hungry look I’d ever seen in my life, and I was pretty sure he didn’t even know he had done it.”
“There are only really two positions one can take toward anything in life: hope or fear. Hope strengthens, fear kills.”
“He wasn’t just masculine and sexual, he was carnal in a set-your-teeth-on-edge kind of way; he was almost frightening.”
Yep…that’s Jericho Barrons…masculine, sexual, and carnal. YOWZA!